On The News Last Night, Some Guy Drowned

one lightning, insane moment
the first mate flotsamed.
the furious arms
legs
desperate and
kicking and flapping and not all too well working.
a buoying head.
wild, blossoming splashes in the moonlight and the waves.
scream.
gasp.
bob.
agony.
accept.
o, nerve-ending empty chest,
the glubglub of a plunger
subaqueous.

in silent lungs and nostrils
dolorous pangs,
filled and
sealed like a hole cemented.


directly afterwards, I was informed, the carlot down the street will pay what I owe. and they offer 0% for 60 months.

by Jackson Riley

Comments (1)

HiJack! lol This made me smile. We just have to seal the holes, I have just written a poem on a similar vein! I hope it gives such instant positive relief. Grinning at you, glad to read your work again, Tai